The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 676 - : Descend! Yin Tribe!

Chapter 676: Chapter 676: Descend! Yin Tribe!

Now, the entire Pengfei Driving School was swathed in rampant Evil Qi and a brooding chill.

A heavy fog had set in, hiding numerous wandering malevolent spirits. The bleak moonlight revealed their grotesque faces twisted in avarice. Their terrifying faces were different shades of green, with big gnarly teeth, and wide grinning expressions of odd and bizarre expressions. Various types of poltergeists could be seen, including the Purple-Ghost and Blue-Ghost.

Huang Xiaolong, accompanied by Ma Chuxia, Miao Erfang, Zhou Mi, and Xia Ying, hurried around searching for the instigator of all this chaos – Zhong Pengfei.

A dozen terrified driving school students scurried behind Huang Xiaolong.

Suddenly, out from a building up ahead, dashed a bunch of men and women dressed in nightclothes!

One of the students behind Huang Xiaolong exclaimed, “This is the dormitory, they are all classmates from our driving school!”

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The pajama-clad students, eerily laughing, held plastic buckets and began to drench themselves in the liquid inside, seemingly out of their minds.

“Little Long, it’s gasoline! They are dousing themselves in gasoline!” Xia Ying cried out in horror, “What are they about to do?”

“They are possessed. They all have been possessed by vengeful ghosts,” Ma Chuxia urgently surmised.

Speedily, the students who had doused themselves with gasoline, pulled out lighters, and then—set themselves on fire!

Boom~~ Boom~~ Boom~~~

One by one, they turned into human torches, the fierce flames audibly charring their flesh. However, they did not scream in pain but emitted creepy laughter as they scampered around.

Simultaneously, on the rooftop of the dormitory building, dozens of shadows appeared, and in the blink of an eye, they began jumping off, like dumplings being plunged into boiling water!

Splat~~ Splat~~ Splat~~~

One by one, they threw themselves to their death, their bodies mangled in a bloody mess. Despite their crushed bones and spurting blood, their popped-out eyes held a sinister expression.

Folliowing that, the entire driving school was besieged by malevolent spirits who chased students and wreaked havoc.

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Great, utter chaos! The whole damn Pengfei Driving School descended into chaos.

Screams of terror, growls of anger, and ghostly laughter mixed into one cacophonous roar.

The spirits of the students killed by the ghosts floated around, wailing in desolation, their faces showing bewildered expressions as if they hadn’t yet grasped why they were dead.

“Little Long, it seems Zhong Pengfei has started his operation. Not only has he set a nefarious formation using boundless Yin Qi to trap ghosts, it seems he also plans to slaughter all the living humans in this driving school to create more spirits!” Ma Chuxia’s face drained of color. “These innocent students, their death is too tragic! Too Tragic!”

From all directions, countless sinister spirits surged forward like a turbulent tide, bearing their sharp fangs and monstrous features, lunging at Huang Xiaolong, fervently screaming – “Kill these Taoists! Eat these Taoists! The Master wants these Taoists dead!”

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Meanwhile.

In a secluded location within the Pengfei Driving School grounds.

Brothers Zhong Pengfei and Zhong Pengzhan, adrenaline surging, were standing by an ancient well.

Cursive inscriptions that resembled tadpoles filled the surface of the well.

The well emanated a devouring force like a black hole, drawing in Yin Qi from all sides, like surging tidal waves.

It appeared that if there was an enchanted formation within the Pengfei Driving School, then this well was the ‘heart’ of it, functioning as a trap for Yin Qi and ghosts.

“The moment of glory has arrived!” Zhong Pengfei was hysterical, “Now, let the feeding begin! Great Yin Tribe, descend upon the mortal realm!”

Having said this, Zhong Pengfei pulled out a dagger and slit his finger, letting his blood drip into the well.

Zhong Pengzhan followed by also piercing his finger and squeezing a drop of his blood into the well.

In an instant, the well began to bubble up with a foul-smelling pus, it violently roiled like water gushing from a fountain.

It seemed as though the well was connected to a strange and eerie world from where a mixture of terrifying sounds thundered along with bloodthirsty shrieks. The cries were similar to those of a ghost, but not exactly, however, they managed to sound even more ferocious.

The sound from the well grew louder, causing the ground itself to start trembling.

“Feed!” shouted Zhong Pengfei frantically.

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On Huang Xiaolong’s side, countless fierce ghosts crowded around, snarling and snapping as if they wanted to shred Huang Xiaolong and those around him into small pieces.

“A bunch of troublesome things.” Huang Xiaolong crumpled his eyebrows impatiently, preparing a massive strike to wipe out these ghosts.

Ma Chuxia drew her Peach Wood Sword, her entire body filled with Daoist power, ready to fight.

However!

Creak~~Creak~~Creak~~!

The ground inexplicably began to crack!

A foul-smelling pus erupted from the crevices!

Then, one-by-one, black and shriveled arms eerily extended out, grabbing onto the ankles of the fierce ghosts.

Thousands of spirits shrieked in horror.

Yet, those arms from underneath the Earth, pulled them into the cracks quickly, without any chance to struggle or resist.

Those harsh spirits were quickly dragged down entirely into the ground, emerging with a teeth-grinding sound of chewing, as spirit blood splattered from the cracks.

It seemed as though something under the ground was eating the ghosts!

In just a few breaths’ time, the onslaught of ghosts that was charging at Huang Xiaolong and his companions, had been devoured by the criss-crossing crevices.

The ground was smeared with the filthy and nauseating spirit blood.

“Little Long… what… what exactly is happening?” Ma Chuxia asked, feeling the scene before her eyes transcend her understanding.

“This… this is feeding,” replied Huang Xiaolong as he pondered. “If I’m not wrong, beneath the driving school run by Pengfei, lies the domain of Yin. Zhong Pengfei summoned countless spirits, just to feed them to the Yins down below. As a result, Yins are stirred up. They are like flies chasing after smells, racing to ascend.”

“Oh, Master Long, I understand, is it like fishing?” Zhou Mi gestured as she spoke. “These ghosts serve as the bait to lure out Yins.”

Huang Xiaolong smirked. “Yes, this is ‘fishing for Yin’, but Yins are suppressed under their realm and generally can’t climb out. Just feeding isn’t enough to summon them to the mortal world. You also need a ladder…”

“A ladder?” Xia Ying and Ma Chuxia looked tense.

“Let’s go! We have to find Zhong Pengfei. We don’t have much time left,” said Huang Xiaolong as he quickly walked ahead. “Yins are far more bloodthirsty than ghosts and cause far greater harm. Once a large number of Yins invade the mortal world, blood would flow like rivers. They feed on ghosts, causing chaos in the order of both worlds. The consequences are unimaginable.”

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By the ancient well!

Surges of chilling evils soared from the bottom of the well, shooting upwards like a pillar.

“Hahahaha~~ Enjoy! Enjoy this delicious meal…” Zhong Pengfei, with his hands raised, screeched, “Descend! Yin Tribe!”

In a split second, gusts of strange wind erupted from the well, making the entire mountain range seem to sway with its force.

With a heavy downpour spilling from the sky!

The ominous clouds veiled the moon!

Thunder and lightning!

A number of black and withered arms gripped the rim of the ancient well. It seemed as though in the next second, a demonic beast would crawl out from the well!

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